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of her velvety lips.
    But it couldn’t last long. The contact sparked a flame that had been building for weeks, and lust moved through his body like a shock wave as she pressed against him, every curve and swell of her molded to him like a leather glove.
    He parted her lips, exploring her hot, moist mouth, dipping and sweeping, running the tip of his tongue along the slick inside of her cheek, teasing and flirting as she met him parry for parry.
    He reached down without pulling his mouth from hers and untied the robe, pushing it off her shoulders until it fell to the floor in a silken puddle. Then her smooth, creamy body was against him, his erection pressing painfully against his jeans.
    He backed her up against the wall, more forcefully than he’d intended, his need for her blurring what little reason he had left. He tried to back up a little, wanting to be careful, but she pulled his head down to hers, wrapping a leg around his waist, making it clear that careful wasn’t what she had in mind.
    It was all the encouragement he needed, and he wrapped her other leg around his waist, lifting her off the ground, pushing her up against the wall. His mouth found hers again, his hardness meeting the soft spot between her spread legs, only the satiny fabric of her thong and the denim of his jeans between them.
    “Take me, Kane,” she gasped. “Take me now.”
    The wonton words almost obliterated the last of his restraint. But he wouldn’t take her. Not like this. He would first worship at the temple of her body, learn every inch of her with his hands, his mouth.
    He carried her to the bed, their kisses hot and frantic, her legs still wrapped around his waist. When he got her to the big curtained bed, he peeled her arms from around his neck and laid her gently on the mattress.
    She lifted her arms to him, her eyes cloudy with desire he still couldn’t believe was there.
    “Hurry, Kane.” She writhed on the bed, her hips lifting off the coverlet until he could almost feel himself sliding into her.
    He tugged off his shirt and kicked off his shoes, pausing to pull a condom from his wallet. He tossed it on the nightstand and peeled the denim from his legs, pleasure and pain flooding his body as his throbbing erection was released.
    Then he was next to her, her female softness finally against him.

Twelve
    She was on fire, every inch of her body alive in a way it had never been before, her nerve endings crackling with heat and energy.
    His body was magnificent. She had caught sight of the ink on his back when he’d taken off his shirt, had found surprisingly erotic the Guard symbol etched between his shoulder blades.
    Then he was facing her again, massive biceps and a sculpted chest narrowing to a tight waist, a trail of dark hair traveling from his navel to his significant erection. The sight of it, hard for her, made her even wetter than she already was, her core throbbing with the need to feel him push into her, fill her with his manhood.
    He lay next to her, his lips leaving sparks as he moved from her mouth to her ear, sucking and nipping at her earlobe, branding the sensitive skin at the side of her neck as his tongue moved to her collarbone, the hollow of her throat.
    She was out of her mind, no longer in control of her body as she writhed against him, running her hands along his chest and arms, reaching down to wrap her fingers around his hard, smooth shaft.
    He moaned, letting her touch him for only a few seconds before he gently removed her hand.
    “I want to touch you,” she whispered.
    He shook his head, his blue eyes swimming with equal parts torment and pleasure. “You have no idea how much I want your hands on me, Lily. But if you keep touching me like that, I might not be able to stop.”
    “I don’t want you to stop.”
    He lowered his head to her chest. “Not stopping. Savoring.”
    He kissed his way to her breasts, pushing back the lace and tulle of her bra until her nipples were revealed, pink and